"Dad, Uncle Lu is here." Tang Ying, the little girl, is very sensible, like a little adult, knowing that she needs to knock on the door first when entering.

"Please come in, Uncle Lu." Tang Jin's voice came from it.

Tang Ying reached out and unscrewed the handle on the door and pushed the door in.

I saw Tang Jin wearing a gray sweater on the upper body, a plaid shirt on the inside, a tie on the lower body, a casual pair of pajamas and a pair of cotton slippers on his feet.

Looking at the four treasures of the study on the desk, I was practicing calligraphy.

"Lao Lu, wait." Tang Jin was still writing like a dragon and a snake. When he was writing, his emotions were coming. Remember to disturb and interrupt, and then it would not be completed in one go, and Shen Yun would be discounted.

Lu Xiyan also learned calligraphy from his father since childhood, but he was not good at this, and the fonts could only be considered neat, which was a thousand miles away from the art of calligraphy.

However, since childhood, I still have a certain ability to appreciate good things.

He walked over to read the writings of Tang Jin. He wrote a poem "Manjianghong" by Yue Fei, a famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty, who was famous all over the world. This is a timely and appropriate situation. Although China cannot be similar to the Southern Song Dynasty, it is almost at the point of being destroyed.

Tang Jin and he are both people who are willing to serve the country, and this poem is the most expressive.

"I was angry and rushed to the crown. I leaned on the railings and stopped the rain... I waited to turn back and clean up the old mountains and rivers, and went to the sky." After Tang Jin finished writing, he threw away his brush and read it out word by word.

Sharp and powerful, passionate!

"Brother Tang, you are good at writing!" Lu Xiyan sighed with praise.

"My word is also a good word, so I'm not afraid of being laughed at by people." Tang Jin smiled and was about to pull it off, but Lu Xiyan reached out and stopped him, "Since Brother Tang is not happy, why don't you give it to me?"

"Send it to you?"

"What, Brother Tang is reluctant to let it go?" Lu Xiyan's mouth slightly curled up.

"I'm so ashamed to see people. No, no..."

"I'm not going to collect famous calligraphy and paintings. What I like is the momentum between the lines. The character is like a character. Can Brother Tang give up?"

"Okay, but don't hang it out and embarrass you." Tang Jin said.

"Brother Tang, please leave your font size."

Tang Jin took a pen and signed his own font size on it and used his own private seal. This way, it was considered a complete font.

Even if the calligraphy and paintings of famous people without seals are genuine, their value will be greatly reduced.

"Thank you, Brother Tang." Lu Xiyan clasped his fists happily.

"Yingying, I have something to say to Uncle Lu, go and make a cup of tea for Uncle Lu, bring it here." Tang Jin ordered his daughter Tang Ying.

"Okay, dad."

Lu Xiyan knew that Tang Jin was looking for an excuse to send Tang Ying away, so he did not stop him.

"Old Lu, look at this." Tang Jin walked over, took out a long box from the bookshelf window, and handed it to Lu Xiyan.

"What?" Lu Xiyan took it in surprise.

"You'll know when you open it."

With some doubt, Lu Xiyan reached out and opened the box, but saw that there was a painting inside, which looked old, but he didn't know what.

He took it out and looked at Tang Jin. Tang Jin blinked and signaled him to open the scroll.

Lu Xiyan put down the box, placed the calligraphy and paintings flat on the table, and slowly unfolded them.

It is a silk painting "Guanyin Picture" that is well preserved and there are several seals on it. Lu Xiyan is not very familiar with calligraphy and painting. Most of the people on the seals do not know them, but the signature of this painting shocked him.

Wu Daoxuan!

Wu Daoxuan is Wu Daozi, a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty, known as the Painting Saint. A while ago, Lu Xiyan asked Ma Xiaowu to find the original works of Wu Daozi.

However, it is extremely rare for Wu Daozi to survive in the world. Even if there are, they are treasured, so basically nothing is found.

"Brother Tang, this is not the original work of Wu Daozi, right?" Lu Xi asked with a hint of tremolo.

"I've found someone to identify the original work," said Tang Jin.

"Then Brother Tang, what do you mean?"

"I want to give this painting to you and to Boss Dai in your name." Tang Jin said.

"This is not suitable. Even if you want to send Boss Dai, you will have to be in your name." Lu Xiyan immediately refused, "I can't accept this painting."

"Old Lu, there is a saying that a man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. You know this principle. This painting is probably more valuable than all my money now. And he is in my hands. Even if no one has any idea about him now, what about the future?" Tang Jin said, "Some things are a disaster in your hands. Do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Xiyan nodded. He understood what Tang Jin meant. If someone with high power really had the idea of ​​this painting, it would be a very simple thing to try to get involved with you.

Not to mention the fact that officials in the officialdom are punished by death, even the common people understand the principle of not revealing their wealth.

"Boss Dai is very filial, and Dai's mother believes in Buddhism, so I will definitely like this picture of Wu Daozi's "Guanyin Picture" to him. This kind of gift between literati and elegant guests has no money, and is an elegant matter. Even if someone asks me, it can be said to be a fake copied by later generations and is worthless." Tang Jindao.

"Even if you want to send it to Boss Dai, you shouldn't take your credit in my name. Isn't this taking your credit for yourself?" Lu Xiyan disagreed.

"I am holding this position in the political department and I can't leave Shanghai easily. Besides, if I send it in your name, I will gain the trust of Boss Dai. If Boss Dai trusts you, it means trusting me." Tang Jin said.

"This is not feasible. If you ask me to give gifts, I can help you, but I cannot do it in my name. It goes against my principle of being a human being." Lu Xiyan said righteously.

Tang Jin took a deep breath and said, "Okay, since you insist, then I will give it to you in the name of me and you?"

"No, this is still inappropriate. This is obviously your thing, Brother Tang, how can I share your credit?"

"Lao Lu, we are now on the same boat, prospering and losing. Hello, I am just fine, I am fine, you are just fine, what are you divided into each other? Isn't it just a painting? For many people, they cannot fill their hunger or keep warm, how much is the actual value?"

"Brother Tang, you can't say that. Later generations should cherish this precious artistic treasure left to us by our ancestors. This original work of Wu Daozi is a national treasure." Lu Xi said.

"Don't argue, you can take this painting as a gift to Boss Dai. As for what you want, it's fine." Tang Jin waved his hand.

"If Brother Tang says that, then I can accept it. If Boss Dai accepts it or not, then I can't guarantee it." Lu Xiyan thought for a moment, and it would be meaningless to continue arguing about it.

"Dad, Uncle Lu, Mom and Aunt Meng asked you to go down and have dinner." Xiao Tangying knocked on the door and said.

"Okay, Yingying, Uncle Lu and I will go down immediately." Tang Jin agreed. "You go down first and say to your mother."

"Um."

"Old Lu, I asked Qi Huan to close the case of Ah Hui for fear of crime and commit suicide by committing suicide." Tang Jin said, "I hope you don't blame me."

"This matter has nothing to do with me. What do I blame you for doing?" Lu Xiyan put away the "Guanyin Picture" and put it in the box. He laughed in surprise.

"Sun Yanan has doubts, but I don't know why Boss Dai values ​​this person so much, so I can't do anything about it." Tang Jin said slowly.

"Brother Tang, I've said it a long time ago. I don't care about this. Why do you mention him to do?" Lu Xiyan smiled.

"I'm pretentious." Tang Jin said, "What I'm worried about is whether the military advisor will be dissatisfied with this matter. With his ability, it is not difficult to know the cause and effect of this matter."

"Maybe he knows your difficulties, so he stayed silent." Lu Xiyan said.

"Well, it makes sense. It's a bit sad that the military commander is not as good as the trust of an outsider," Tang Jin sighed.

"Why do Brother Tang do this? In fact, this is the world, it is the same everywhere, is it the same in the Dharma Capture House?" Lu Xiyan said.

"When will we join forces and drive the Japanese invaders out."

"As long as we are not discouraged and keep working hard, I think this day will definitely come. If one generation cannot do it, only two generations and three generations, our nation has never surrendered." Lu Xiyan said.

"It's right, our nation has never bowed to anyone. It was like this in the past, it's like this now, and it's even more like this in the future." Tang Jin's eyes lit up.

"Brother Tang, go down to have a meal. Don't let your sister-in-law and your child wait too long."

"Yes, you and your brother and sister are hungry, let's go, we'll have to have a good drink with you in the afternoon and tonight." Tang Jin said, "Or it's only a month before you leave, and there's no one who can speak your heart and drink."

"Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman today!"

"Hahaha……"

...

"Brother Tang, cheers!"

"Dry!"

"Would we sing a song?"

"Sing well, Dad, teach me to sing..." Tang Ying clapped excitedly.

"Okay, Dad teaches you to sing. Uncle Lu and Aunt Meng are going to Hong Kong the day after tomorrow. Tonight is a farewell banquet for them. Can we sing a song "Farewell"?"

"Farewell, okay, dad, teach me." Tang Ying clapped happily.

"Okay, Dad teaches you, I'll sing, you sing along, okay... outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road..."

The slightly thick baritone and the tender childish voices are intertwined. Although there is no accompaniment, they sound a different taste and a sour nose.

"Yingying learned so quickly. I remember the lyrics after singing them once."

"This girl is just that, she has a very good memory and is born." Tang Jin said proudly.

"Brother Tang, Yingying is not only smart, but also has a very good voice. If you train it well, you will definitely be a good seedling in the future." Lu Xiyan said.

"Well, when I grow up a little, I plan to send her to study abroad." Tang Jin nodded.

"By the way, the last time my sister-in-law's wife and Meimei measured her body size together, I made a decision without authorization and made a new set of clothes for my sister-in-law, Brother Tang and Yingying, the family of three. My sister-in-law's wife is a cheongsam, Brother Tang is a suit, and as for our cute Yingying is a dress."

"Is that so?" Liu Xinying said in surprise.

"My sister-in-law, you are polite. Brother Tang treats me like a brother. A mere set of clothes is nothing." Lu Xiyan smiled.

"Sister Xinying, let's go over and try it?" Meng Fanxing said with a smile.

"Brother Tang, let's go together. If it doesn't fit, you can take it back and modify it. Xiao Wu knows the address of the tailor shop." Lu Xiyan said.
Chapter completed!